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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 388 - 388 He Was A Guard, Not Gu Nuo'er's Husband!

388 He Was A Guard, Not Gu Nuo’er’s Husband!

The constable suddenly had a strange premonition.

Would the emperor find someone to drain the water from Dingshan Lake?

His favorite princess had fallen into the lake and Dingshan Lake was in danger!

At the same time, the constable also thought that if he didn’t handle this matter well, he might not be able to keep his official position!

At this moment, Wang Fu, who was still on the pleasure boat in the lake, held onto the railing in a sorry state and shouted, “Save me! I haven’t come ashore yet!”

The officials asked about the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that the fifth prince had brought the mischievous and cute princess out and bumped into Minister Hang and Lord Wang.

In the end, the group encountered assassins who came to assassinate them.

That wasn’t all. Waves also suddenly appeared on the lake as if they were on the sea.

It was as if something was preventing the little princess and the others from getting injured.

After understanding the cause and effect, the officials helped Wang Fu and the musician ashore.

They also fished up the drowned or unconscious assassins from the lake.

After the constable’s confirmation, a total of nine people had come to assassinate the fifth prince. Five of them drowned, and two of them were bitten by old soft-shelled turtles in the water and were bleeding. The remaining two were fine.

The constable immediately had his subordinates detain these criminals, bring them back to the government office, and lock them up in jail.

He was going to interrogate them more strictly first, but this matter involved the prince and princess. The Court of Judicial Review would probably send someone to investigate the case.

Then, the constable found three carriages for the little princess and the others, planning to send them back.

Ye Siming was the first to wrap Gu Nuo’er in clothes and carry her in his arms. He was about to get into one of the carriages with a calm expression.

At this moment, Gu Zichen stopped him and smiled. “Give Nuo’er to me. Marquis Yongye has worked hard today. I’ll definitely pay you a visit another day to express my thanks.”

Unexpectedly, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, revealing his sharp expression and cold aura.

“Your Highness, you can go back to the palace yourself first. I’ll send Gu Nuo’er back. There’s no need for you to worry.”

Gu Zichen was a little surprised.

What was he saying?

Why did it seem like Gu Nuo’er was his sister?!

Do you know who her biological brother was?

Gu Zichen said, “I don’t think that’s necessary. Wouldn’t it be on the way for me to bring Nuo’er back since I’m heading back to the palace?”

Unexpectedly, Ye Siming carried Gu Nuo’er, who was blinking her big eyes, and got on a carriage.

Then, he stuck his head out of the window. “Then you can sit in the carriage at the back. This carriage can’t fit any more people.”

After Ye Siming finished speaking, he put down the curtain and a deep order came from inside. “Drive. Head to the palace.”

The coachman smiled apologetically at the fifth prince. Then, he gently raised his whip and the wheels of the carriage slowly turned. Their carriage drove away.

Gu Nuo’er didn’t forget to stick out her cute little head and wave her small hand. “Fifth Brother, see you in the palace!”

Gu Zichen was left alone in a daze.

How could this Marquis Yongye… be so arrogant?!

He had openly snatched his sister away!

He was a guard and not Gu Nuo’er’s husband!

Jiang Xiaoran walked to Gu Zichen’s side and said in an experienced tone, “You’ll get used to it. Once Siming encounters the princess, he’ll become inhumane.

“Your Highness, why don’t we take the same carriage? Look, my carriage is still spacious. At the moment, only Minister Hang is in it.”

Gu Zichen suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and smiled at Jiang Xiaoran with a refined and cold smile.

“There’s no need. I’ll go back to the palace myself. I’ll have to trouble the young marquis to send Lord Hang back to his residence.”

After saying that, he also boarded a carriage and left.

Jiang Xiaoran clicked his tongue and sighed. “I wanted to come out and watch the show, but I didn’t expect to lose a piece of clothing. Nothing good came out of this.”